The Baby Isn’t Yours

missing a piece in the corner of their heart, but didn’t even know they had lost that piece yet. 

Like she had a feeling of vague insecurity.

Did she really want to go back there or stay here?

Humming didn’t dare to guess her mind yet either.

‘But who the hell is the father of that baby? Who is it that Kalia hates so much that she is hiding all the way out here?’ 

She didn’t think he would be a normal person.

He was Kalia’s lover after all.

Until now, Humming didn’t even dare to ask about it.
She refrained from speculating because she thought it was something she shouldn’t pry into. 

‘No, wait, a lover… right? If it’s not a lover, I don’t think I can know?’ 2

Humming suddenly recalled a few men who were not lovers but were close to Kalia.

The first to come to mind was the Duke, Simon Terroan.
The next is the Crown Prince, and then deputy Derek, but he was a married man.

‘…And if it’s one of them?’

Humming, who thought this far, suddenly widened her eyes.
It was because she had suddenly wondered if one of the first two people that came to mind might be the baby’s father. 

“Oh my god,” Humming hurriedly covered her mouth. 

Either way, this empire would be turned upside down if either of them was the real father of that baby.Humming’s heart sped up violently. 

Although she had long wished for the baby to be born, at this moment, she was wondering whether she could handle the birth of the child. 

‘No, it’s not something I can handle.
But….Still!’ 3

“Humming, what’s wrong?” Kalia, who had been watching Humming cover her mouth in surprise, asked strangely. 

She looked to where Humming’s gaze had blanked out on but found nothing out of the ordinary that could have warranted her surprise.
Humming quickly waved her hand. 

“Oh, no.
I just thought of something else.
Hey, shouldn’t I tell Allen more about ‘that’?”

“That? Ah!” Kalia realized what she was referring to and turned to look at Allen. 

“Allen.”

“Yes, Kalia.
Go ahead.”

Kalia hesitated for a moment before asking, “Um, do you know how to treat animals?” 

“What?”

An animal….
What? That’s out of the blue.

Looking at Allen shaking his head in reply, Kalia corrected herself. “Do you know how to diagnose eggs, to be exact?”

“Egg? Huh?”

‘…..
Eggs? Cluck cluck, that sort of thing? Is that what they mean?’

***

Allen couldn’t believe his eyes. He never thought he would ever see a real dragon egg in his life. 

Maybe he had lived too long as a country doctor? 

Could it be that dragon eggs were easier to find than he had thought? 

No, it wasn’t obtained through any auction but picked up from the forest… 

“….to see a dragon egg in my life,” He muttered, stunned in surprise.

“What do you think? Is it possible to examine this?”

“Oh, yes.
I think I’ve seen it written in a book before.
Let me check the vital signs first.” He hurried upstairs with a little excitement and grabbed some of his medical equipment.

In the meantime, Humming was looking hard at the egg, wearing the pot Allen had dropped. 

Allen, who was walking down the stairs, glumly stopped and said sullenly, “Humming, how about taking that off?” 

“Why? I feel like I can understand your feelings like this.
No?” In case Allen would take it off, Humming held the pot with two hands. 

Her eyes twinkled with mischief and mirth, and the playfulness on her face was like that of a younger sibling who purposefully didn’t listen. 

‘Geez.’ Allen, who had been looking at Humming, shook his head and turned to the egg that had been placed on the table. 

First, he measured the temperature of the egg and then the wavelength of its magic. Then, he checked its thickness by tapping its thick shell several times.
He even closely examined the conditions inside the translucent shell under a microscope. 

A few minutes went by with him examining the egg like this.
The way he tilted and shook his head was a little unsettling.
He even felt that the light emanating from the egg was a little weaker than when they had first brought out the egg. 

Kalia, who was watching, asked worriedly, “What’s wrong, Allen? Did something go wrong?” 

“Actually, it’s my first time examining an egg, so I can’t give a diagnosis but the numbers don’t look good.”

“Number?”

“Yes,” Allen’s dark brows gathered seriously. 

“It’s known that the normal temperature for a healthy dragon egg is between 65 to 72 degrees Celsius.
But right now, this egg barely reaches 60 degrees.
Fortunately, the shell doesn’t seem to have gotten much thinner.
The problem right now is the wavelength of the magic that’s flowing from inside.” 

He rubbed his chin as if to carefully choose his next words, and continued his explanation in a soft voice.

“It has no power/strength.
Normally, the mana’s wavelength should be about 50-60 meters a minute which would be 3 Hertz per minute.
But right now, the wavelength is only 40 meters which is about 2 Hertz per minute.” 4

The egg was weakening.

Why? 

When they brought it out from the woods, it looked strong… 

Was it just what it looked like?

‘No, I’m sure the Fairy King said it’s rare for such a strong egg to be thrown away…’ 

“On second thought, I feel like it’s exhausted.
The eggs are quite weak, ” Allen muttered, not seeing Kalia’s agonizing. 

At that moment, Kalia recalled the great wave of mana coming from Humming’s direction when she heard her name being screamed.